Start with Mechanical Hunter

"So that's what happened!"

Previously in Knight Highlands, Senior Engineer encountered several large pits of 'mechanical terracotta warriors and horses'. These terracotta warriors and horses did not seem to be of high level, maybe only around level 20, and were not as good as ordinary mechanical guards. But when they acted together, On the property panel, a boss template was suddenly displayed.

You know, 99% of NPCs do not have this kind of template, but each of the thousands of ancient mechanical warriors has one.

At that time, Gao Gong thought that this was some black technology of the Knights, but when he got all the technical information, he was shocked to find that there was no such technology.

He would like to consult War, but he estimates that War will not pay attention to him. If he dives into the Information Submersible Sea again, without the handle of the Rewind System, this Number 2 will definitely do something to him. .

Therefore, the matter was dropped.

However, when the 'Civilization Characteristics-Emperor's Guards' was illuminated, the senior engineer understood that this had nothing to do with 'war', but the legacy left by Daxia.

Civilization Traits-Emperor’s Guards:

The ultimate goal of deepening transformation is not to transform yourself into a pure mechanical life, but to become a super transformation warrior loaded with "wetware". Under the influence of the same type of wetware, the super transformation warrior will master the power of "collective transformation" , they will become the Emperor's most loyal guards and the most powerful expansion machine.

Starting condition: Diwei

Under the 'Emperor's Guards', there are pictures of 'Steel Torrents', nearly three-meter-tall super soldiers tearing apart all living things, huge muscles with bulging veins, and dangerous mechanical hunting weapons. Each alien creature was torn to pieces.

ten to one

Hundreds to one

One person is an army!

The senior engineer directly turned off the holographic screen and fell into thought.

"Wetware, cloning technology, modified bodies, and reproductive bodies, so that's what it's all about."

The boss template was indeed opened by Diwei. This is a confirmed fact.

But the specific technology of the 'Private Guards' is far more complicated than this.

The first is ‘wetware’. The so-called wetware, officially refers to ‘people (programmers, operators, administrators) who are closely connected to computer software and hardware systems, and the human nervous system connected to the system’.

It is similar to a biochip, but more complex than a biochip.

Biochips are equivalent to brain supplements.

And 'wetware' refers to a hybrid that removes the entire 'nervous system' from the human body.

It's like soaking beef tripe when eating hot pot. After it's cooked, you take it out and you're left with a pot of meat soup.

It is also the core of the 'Emperor's Guard'.

The 'Praetorian Guard' is not a technology, but closer to a technical standard.

In order to become a 'Private Guard', the prosthetic body must be of the same type and model, the same goes for the clones, and the parameters of some cloned parts must also be standard.

After this standard production, and then standard assembly, each 'Private Guard Body' was produced.

Then comes the most critical step.

It needs to implant the 'wetware' into a 'guard body', and at the same time connect the perception system to all the 'clone parts', 'bionic systems' and 'reproductive organs'.

Just like when you play a 'strategy' game, one person can control an army.

And those hundreds or thousands of 'Jiang Guards' are actually just one person.

And under the control of 'Emperor', this person integrated all the 'Prison Guards' into a life system, and this life system was integrated into the industrial system of the entire camp.

Thus, the ‘boss template’ was born.

Its 'boss template' is actually very cleverly borrowed from the template of the camp leader.

Biological hunters take the carbon-based explosive species route.

Mechas began to become larger and more military.

Then the path for mechanical hunters is clear, an 'elite corps' that specializes in hunting.

A one-person regiment! !

"We need to get some old guys together again," the senior engineer said to himself: "These old guys probably don't mind having hundreds of fighting bodies."

…

Following someone's order, the veteran hunters at various military bases on the planet were informed of the recruitment.

In a weapons production base, a sinister-looking bald man with his hands and feet completely modified was sitting on an energy cannon, slowly wielding a mechanical knife. The man and the knife formed an indescribable balance. .

Even if the knife has not been unsheathed, the surging evil energy has already hit his face.

At this time, his communicator rang, and Tamir took the saber with a sullen face. He hated it when others interfered with him when he was practicing his sword.

But when he saw the message in the communicator, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"The leader is recruiting again!?"

…

In the Iron Sand Desert, Flame Pass, a young man with a toothpick in his mouth was lying on the roof, resting his head on his hands, and half of his head was completely mechanized.

Following his thought, a dense flock of birds flew over the pass in the sky, and then following another thought of his, a dense flock of birds flew over again, even flying over his head.

And when the 'birds' flew over his head, he could clearly see where these were 'birds'. They were clearly drones, and there were thousands of drones.

There were so many drones at the fingertips of this young man, but he played with them for a long time and sighed.

"What's the use of these little things, no matter how good they are," the pilot complained: "Compared to surveillance, not as good as Skynet system, better than fire detection, but not as good as mechanical eyeliner, let alone fighting, let alone explosion. If I can blow up a medium-sized mecha from a large mecha, I’ll be thankful to God, it’s trash, trash.”

As the highest military officer of Flame Pass, although he seems to have a lot of power, and indeed he has a lot of power, the 'pilot' is still a little depressed.

The improvement in strength cannot keep up with the version update, which is the source of pain.

"I used to drink with those old hunters and laugh at those old guys who always complained. If they couldn't keep up with the advancement of science and technology, then they deserved to be eliminated."

The 'pilot' shook his head and sighed: "But now, when it's my turn to be eliminated, I finally don't have back pain if I don't stand and talk."

The new generation of hunters, relying on prosthetic body implantation and hunting-style transformation, has become the powerful character of the previous version.

However, with the development of mecha technology, especially the 'drone armor', the characters of the previous version were decisively eliminated, and they were eliminated quite quickly.

How long does it take to train a top mechanical hunter? One year, two years, three years?

And how long does it take to produce a large mecha? Sorry, it will be an hour, and even more sorry, it will be half an hour in the future.

And for a top hunter, the elimination rate is as high as one in a hundred, one in a thousand, or one in a thousand.

And if the mecha is intelligent, it will tell him what to choose. I not only mass-produce it, but also make top-quality products. You, a hand-made toy, also make a youth version. This is ridiculous.

Of course, you can also say that I have many years of hunting experience, from F level to B level, and even A level dare to touch the tiger's beard.

Then, the artificial intelligence experts in the camp will look at you with a retarded look, and then tell you that there is a thing called a "combat chip" whose learning ability is a hundred times that of yours.

Then you said, I can also install chips, and I can also mass-produce them.

Then, mechanical experts will tell you earnestly that mass-produced mechas can be equipped with energy cannons, and one shot can kill a B-level radiation beast. Can you, a kid with such a small body, be equipped with a water cannon?

Then, the pilot was useless.

Fortunately, Du Hi-tech has always taken care of the elderly. Those who can work are on the front line, those who can't work are sent to the logistics, and if they are not able to do so, they provide for the elderly.

So, the pilot went around in circles and came to the "newbie village" in the iron sand desert, where he started working as a pensioner.

I was exposed to the sun every day and almost died from the high radiation concentration.

While he was thinking wildly, a communication suddenly came over.

"Who asked me to drink again?"

The pilot glanced lazily, not even reading the content, but only looking at the sender, and immediately jumped up.

He sat up in shock while dying of illness!

…

At a 'Biological Research Institute' under the jurisdiction of Du Hi-tech, a group of people walked in.

"Hello, I am Xiaoyu, the representative of Mr. G's research association. I am entrusted by Professor Feng Han to deliver a 'virtual helmet' to you."

"Oh, hello, please come in."

A biological researcher quickly led people inside.

Xiaoyu looked around curiously and found that many bulletproof glass cabinets contained a lot of squirming red fluid, which seemed to be moving with signs of life.

Xiaoyu even felt a series of vague sights.

"Reproductive life."

Xiaoyu muttered to herself and asked the researcher:

"I remember that this type of experiment was stopped for a while."

"That's right, it was restarted recently, and those of us have only recently transferred over."

"Why did you stop before?"

"I don't know. It seems like there was some experimental accident."

"Then why is it turned on?"

"It is said that I have obtained a batch of precious biotechnology materials, which were sent by your research association. Don't you know?" the researcher asked.

"Then I really don't know."

"A lot of biological experts have come to the base camp recently, many of them are world-renowned. The headquarters must find something for people to do." The researcher paused, "You guys stop here, I will inform my boss. "

Xiaoyu looked around like a curious baby, and soon noticed a pale young man, holding a book and reading silently. This young man seemed to have a different kind of charm, and she couldn't help but Walk over and say hello:

"Hello, are you a new researcher too?"

The pale young man raised his head and shook his head.

"Then you are?"

"I am the subject of research."

Xiao Yu looked at the 'reproductive life' on the left and right again, forced a laugh, and took a step back, "You are not a reproductive life?"

"No, I am a creature hunter, my name is Bones."

Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "So you are a hunter, so why are you here?"

"There's something wrong with my body and I can't complete carbon-based fusion, so I came here to be studied."

"Biological hunter, why can't you carbon-based fusion? You are not an old hunter, are you?"

Xiao Yu's eyes lit up. Old hunters have always been a legend among Du Hi-Tech. It was said that they were the strongest hunting organization when the camp first developed. However, as the camp developed, these old hunters gradually withdrew from the stage and disappeared. That's why there is the legend of 'Old Hunter'.

Bai Gu glanced at the other party calmly, then lowered his head to read the book.

Then, soon, the voice of the communicator rang.